The Lady's Code for Raising Her Husband

If this is really the case, then we should go to Mrs. Wu Anhou to see a doctor to check whether it is true or false. Ye Yuxiao was thinking about how to persuade Kong Mingzhu, when Ouyang Sheng's reproachful voice suddenly came to his ears: "You are too ignorant. Miss Kong Qi is blocking her like this. It must be because Mrs. Wu'anhou's illness is not visible to others. You Why make things difficult for others?"

"Your illness is shameful, and the illness of your whole family is shameful!" Kong Mingzhu's face instantly turned red, and she no longer regained her composure before, and actually became a bit of a shrew.

Seeing Kong Mingzhu's angry expression, Ye Yuxiao suddenly felt something in her heart. She stepped forward and whispered a few words.

After hearing this, Kong Mingzhu's expression changed drastically: "How did you know?!"

This is not simple. There are only a few kinds of shady diseases, and the symptoms are similar, so you can just hide them casually. No, she was wrong. Ye Yuxiao immediately put on a victor's attitude: "Do you think it's rare for me to treat your mother? I'm just worried that you will fabricate rumors and ruin my medical name. But I'm not afraid now. As long as you dare to go out and talk nonsense, I will I wrote a story about your father's illness and gave it to the storyteller, so that he could preach it everywhere."

Most people in the Xi Dynasty were illiterate, and listening to books was one of the people's favorite entertainment methods. Every day, tens of thousands of people flock to teahouses, large and small, to hear stories told by calligraphers. If Mrs. Wu'an Hou's illness was told through the mouth of a storyteller, it would be spread vividly within three days, which would be much more effective than Kong Mingzhu's special mission to spread rumors.

Kong Mingzhu's flushed face turned pale little by little: "Ye Yuxiao, you are so ruthless!"

"Thank you, thank you." Ye Yuxiao said with a smile.

"Aren't you going to see a doctor for my mother? Why don't you leave quickly?" Kong Mingzhu was filled with annoyance, but she had to make way.

"Why didn't you hear clearly just now?" Ye Yuxiao said in surprise, "I have changed my mind. Writing a storybook is probably much easier than treating your mother." I'm sorry, she can't stand anger, her attitude is too bad , can't have a good talk.

Ouyang Sheng turned his eyes and curled his lips: "I have staff who are good at this. In addition to storytelling, they can also make plays."

"That's just right!" Ye Yuxiao picked up Ouyang Sheng and left.

Kong Mingzhu gritted her teeth, chased after her, raised her hand and gave herself a slap in the face: "It was my fault just now, I apologize to you two, and I hope Mrs. Ye will not forget the villain's fault and move to see a doctor for my mother. No matter whether it can be cured or not, anything unfavorable to Madam will never be heard from Wu'anhou Mansion."

Oh, this slap is always slapped, it seems that you finally know how powerful it is? Ye Yuxiao's mood finally calmed down a little, and he frowned reluctantly: "Okay, although you are evil-minded and bad-tempered, for the sake of your filial piety, I will go hard."

Is she evil-minded and bad-tempered? Kong Mingyue pinched her palms several times before she could endure it and stepped forward to lead the way.

Compared with Pingnan Prince's Mansion, Wu'anhou Mansion is really pitifully small, not even comparable to the former Prince Qi's Mansion. The few of them arrived at the place within a few steps.

Kong Mingzhu stopped and said to Ouyang Sheng, "It's a woman's disease after all. Please wait in the hall for a moment, Mr. Ouyang, while I take Mrs. Ye to the inner room."

Ouyang Sheng agreed and told Ye Yuxiao: "If they bully you, blow the whistle quickly."

Who is bullying whom? Kong Mingzhu suddenly felt aggrieved and wished she could pout.

Ye Yuxiao followed Kong Mingzhu into the inner room and waited outside the Bisha cabinet, waiting for her to go in and report.

Kong Mingzhu quickly walked in and quietly explained to Mrs. Wu Anhou why Ye Yuxiao came here.

A flash of panic flashed in Mrs. Wu'anhou's eyes, she glared at Kong Mingzhu, lowered her voice and cursed: "Kong Mingyue's little hoof deserves to be punished, but why did you provoke Ye Yuxiao! You forgot Su Sutong and Xian Yuxuan What’s the end of it?!”

Seeing that her mother was so afraid of Ye Yuxiao, Kong Mingzhu was very unconvinced: "The high-rise building is about to collapse, how many more days can she be proud?"

"Since you know, why can't you wait a few more days?!" Mrs. Wu Anhou was furious, thinking that if this was not her biological child, she would have been beaten to death long ago.

Kong Mingzhu rationalized her mistake and finally stopped talking back.

Mrs. Wu Anhou looked at the sweaty handkerchief and threw it away angrily: "Since we can't hide anymore, why don't we invite her in quickly?"

Kong Mingzhu hurried out and led Ye Yuxiao into the Bisha cabinet.

Ye Yuxiao looked up and saw Mrs. Wu Anhou lying half on a royal couch with a thin blanket draped over her body. Her face was like yellow wax and her eyes were dull. She looked really sick. Since she time traveled, she has participated in many large and small banquets, and the benefit is that she has recognized all the men and women of the noble family in Beijing.

Ye Yuxiao stepped forward and said, "Madam, Miss Seven must have said everything that should be said and shouldn't be said, so I won't go into details. Please stretch out your hand and let me check your pulse."

As she spoke, without waiting for Mrs. Wu Anhou to speak, she put the medical box on the table and took out the small pillow inside.

Mrs. Wu Anhou had no choice but to lift a corner of the thin blanket, exposed her wrists, and said with a forced smile: "I'm tired of Mrs. Ye."

"Madam, you're lucky. I'm here to answer Miss Six's questions today, so I brought a medical kit with me, otherwise it wouldn't be so convenient." Ye Yuxiao said, "You got a big deal today" on her face, and called the maid He brought a stool for her and sat down to diagnose Mrs. Wu Anhou's pulse.

She said this as if she was happy to let her see a doctor! Mrs. Wu Anhou held her breath in her heart and glared hard at the troublemaker Kong Mingzhu again.

Ye Yuxiao was very quiet and serious when diagnosing the pulse. She didn't say a word. It wasn't until she put away the small pillow after the diagnosis that she asked Madam Wu'an Hou, "How long has Madam been sick?"

During the consultation, her attitude was calm and her tone was steady, completely different from the eloquent person she had just been. Such an indifferent voice fell on her ears, and it seemed to calm her heart slowly, let go of all guarding and vigilance, and explain her condition to her one by one.

Mrs. Wu Anhou slowly retracted her hand into the blanket: "It's been about seven or eight days."

"What are the symptoms? Difficulty urinating? Distension in the lower abdomen? Itching and pain in the private parts?" Ye Yuxiao asked.

"You are all right..." Mrs. Wu Anhou said with great reluctance. No wonder Kong Mingzhu said that Ye Yuxiao had guessed this by herself. She could detect all the symptoms just by diagnosing the pulse.

"Madam is suffering from lily disease, I believe you already know that." Ye Yuxiao took out a pair of gloves from the medical box and put them on. Xichao didn't have rubber, so she asked the embroiderer to make these gloves from fish bladders and other objects.

"What are you going to do?" Mrs. Wu Anhou had never seen such gloves before and asked nervously staring at her hands.